The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air's thick with this sweet, synthetic scent, like perfume or something. I'm seeing this massive, ornate shrine made of what looks like a million interconnected motherboards, with tiny, pulsating lights dancing across the surface, casting an ethereal glow over the dark, polished stone floor. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, and the air's got this weird, buzzing quality to it, like the whole space is humming at some fundamental frequency. The shrine appears to be containing a stable wormhole that's just... sitting there, quietly linking this place to some other point in space-time.